"Tomorrow night's reception banquet, Miss Qianqian will definitely be invited to participate. ”

"After all, in the traditional prostitute line of Changsantangzi, only shallow girls can socialize with those emerging ballans...... The contention is long. "So I'd like to ask Miss Asa...... What do you think I should do about this?"

"I'm so scared~"

After speaking, Mai Fan also made a gesture of hugging himself, but his eyes were fixed on shallow, revealing a signal for help to him.

"This ...... This young man ...... Are you lifting too shallowly?"

"Even if I could be invited, I would just be a dance partner. After all, this banquet is really an inviter...... It is the police ...... of the sea market"

"Oh......" Speaking of this, she was a little abrupt, and she covered her small mouth: "I understand, I said, Yingying, this little master of your family is not very old, but his mind is very cunning." ”

"Master Mai wants to use the identity of the person behind me to fail your mission...... Looking for a reasonable excuse?"

"As soon as you enter the banquet, you meet a dancer you know, and you are pulled in front of the police chief. ”

"Then your plan for tomorrow night, even if it fails, has a reasonable excuse. ”

"After all, when you go to the ball, it's not that you don't want to do it, but after you go in, you're surrounded by a group of bad guys, and you don't have a chance to do it at all. ”

"After the dinner is over, you will send me back to Qing Qianzhai in full view. ”

"The process...... You're sure to let your peers see it, and then, by the next morning, your classmates will only blame you for being greedy and not putting a bigger hat on you. ”

That's right!

Mai Fan clapped his hands: "It's really a shallow girl praised by everyone, this heart is made of tangram glass." ”

"I just said the previous paragraph, and the girl made up for the cause and effect of the rest for me. ”

"It's just that the girl knows my plan...... Would you like to do me this little favor?"

"Shallow girl, you see I'm so young, I still want to live. ”

This man is not very old, but his face is surprisingly thick.

Shallow in the Changsan Hall, it is rare to see such a 'frank' guest.

She looked Mai Fan up and down with her beautiful eyes, and smiled: "Young Master Mai wants me to help you, this is a trivial matter." ”

"But what's in it for me to help you in this matter?"

Mai Fan didn't speak, took out a money bag, "popped", and threw it on the table.

"Since you think I'm a layman, yes, the benefits that a layman can give, that's all. ”

Looking at the purse embroidered with gold and silver threads: ......

She held out a finger and shoved it back in front of McFan.

"I don't need that...... If I want money......" She glanced at Yingying beside her: "I want to ask for something else from Young Master Mai." ”

"Oh?" Mai Fan sat up straight, "What do you ask? As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree." ”

Shallow shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet, I just look at the little young master and want to find a peace of mind for his future." ”

"If something difficult happens to me later, I ask the little master to come to me, and I hope the little master will remember today's promise and help him. ”

At this time, Mai Fan became serious, he handed his hand to Qianqian, and said to the other party: "Deal?"

After a shallow hesitation, he also handed his hand over and returned: "Deal!"

It's just that I didn't expect that when the two hands were released, Mai Fan actually took the opportunity to take a sip of incense on the back of her hand.

“mua~”

It smells so good!

......

The angry and defenseless white light pink face was red, and he was about to explode, but Mai Fan raised his hand and begged for mercy with a smile: "Surrender, joke, joke......"

"Who made the shallow girl, gorgeous and unparalleled, amazingly beautiful!

In front of such a big beauty, few men can endure it. ”

"I'm a person, just this greedy and lustful problem, I abruptly attacked the girl, punished myself, punished myself. ”

After speaking, Mai Fan gave Hua Yingying, who was looking stupid on the side, a look: "Why don't you hurry up and send the shallow girl back?" Do you want your little Fan brother to be beaten with a beauty hammer?"

Yingying, who said it, immediately reacted: "Oh oh"

She hurriedly helped Sister Qianqian up, as if she was supporting the old lady, and sent people out in a hurry.

At this time, Mai Fan had already cleaned up neatly, and it seemed that he was planning to leave.

But Mai Fan still hasn't said anything to herself, which makes Yingying a little anxious: "Master Mai, you, will you come back tomorrow night?"

Mai Fan pinched Yingying's round face and coaxed: "Come, I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow, at that kind of banquet full of old men, without a dance partner to accompany me, how lonely I am." ”

Hearing this, Yingying was relieved.

She stepped forward to sort out one or two for Mai Fan, and sent his Mai Ye out of the door tenderly and sweetly.

It's just that he just got out of this shallow fast, but Mai Fan took the smile back.

It's not done.

He looked up at the sky and walked in the direction of the most smoky street market in Haishi.

At this time, Asahi was still hiding behind the clouds.

The alleys were wet because of the heavy night dew.

There was only Mai Fan's footsteps in the alley, and his leather shoes trampled the bluestone pavement to a crackling sound.

There is a kind of brisk quietness.

It's just that this quietness was broken when Mai Fan turned to the side street.

This small street is very lively, and it is made up of small food stalls.

In the era of the Republic of China, it was actually very simple to come to the sea market to make a living.

People only need to pick up a flat pole and bring the most representative dim sum from their hometown, and it won't be long before people and food will take root.

And among these foods, the most solid materials and the most affordable prices will be sought after by more people, after all, this is the sea known for its careful budgeting.

As a result, on the street where Mai Fan came, if he wanted to find himself a slightly more elaborate and expensive breakfast, he had to look at two more houses.

After all, the most popular breakfast in this era is flatbread, fritters, and tiger feet.

Diners who are in a hurry at the stall only need a pair of flatbread fritters and a bowl of salted soy milk to deal with their stomachs.

Mai Fan was a little disgusted, how could this soy milk be salty!

Mai Fan grew up ...... I haven't drunk a sip of salted soy milk.

He poked his head over and looked at the stall selling oil cakes, there were a few customers, and they were also using the water to soak the fritters......

Mai Fan discarded the choice of fritters and soy milk. He strolled down the street, eventually choosing a stall with the smell of meat and sitting down.

The grandmother who cleaned up this stall was very clean.

The hair was meticulously combed back and tied in a bun with an ebony hairpin.

On the case in front of Grandma, there was a row of white skins squatting. It's wonton wrappers.

When a guest needs a bowl of hot food, she will stand in front of the desk and pick up the leather bag.

Grandma also cooked the wontons very quickly, and when the cauldron next to her was burning, there were at least ten porcelain bowls lined up in front of her.

Put a small spoon of lard, a small half spoon of soy sauce, a little bit of mustard, a handful of shredded egg skin, a few shallots sporadically, and pour boiling water, it is a bowl of fragrant wonton soup.

Among them, the white and green, yellow-orange egg yolk silk with red mustard seedlings are very good-looking.

The round-bellied wontons in the cauldron, as long as they turned over on the noodles, let Grandma see the traces.

Then there was only one thing left waiting for them, a huge fence copied the bottom, and these wonton generals who turned over the river and the sea in the hot water pot were thrown into the bowl.

That's good! Full marks, that's it!

Mai Fan spoke: "Grandma, let's have a bowl of wontons!"

"Okay, young man, do you want some more roasted wheat?"

Young people are definitely not enough to eat just a bowl of ravioli.

Mai Fan looked at the steamer next to the cauldron and saw that the grandmother was very proud to lift the lid on it.

In this small steaming drawer, which is not too big, there are five roasted wheat with chrysanthemum petals.

The glutinous rice grains in the lard are soaked in the oil and the grains are distinct, and the soy sauce that can be used to color the core of the siu mai is painted into the color of a light sauce that makes you appetizing at first sight.

With just one glance, Mai Fan made a decision: "Then there will be another drawer of pork and roasted wheat." ”

One sentence made the grandmother's voice a little cheerful: "Okay! ”

After speaking, a large porcelain bowl with a shallow mouth was placed in front of Mai Fan, among which there were six pork wontons, a small steaming drawer in front of the porcelain bowl, bamboo chopsticks, soy sauce dishes, and a red spicy jar...... They were all placed on the small desk where Mai Fan was sitting.

Smelling the fragrant breakfast, Mai Fan, who had exercised all night, only felt hungry.

He picked up the bowl, took a sip of the soup, and then immersed himself in feasting.

The early days of this world are not as delicate as those in the real world.

But the taste ...... But it is really natural, and there is a delicious simplicity in the roughness.

Mai Fan ate politely, and when he put down the empty bowl, the stall owner's grandmother only charged him 80 yuan.

At this time, prices have not yet begun to soar, if Mai Fan is not greedy for appetite......

He eats a 'set meal' on this street, and at most twenty or thirty dollars, he can stuff his belly around.

......

Delicious breakfast that lifted the spirit of Maifan. Go up to the main road and call a car for himself.

"Garden Road Si Clerk. ”

The rickshaw driver said yes, pulled up the car and went straight to the garden road where the rich area was crowded.

Located in the French Concession in the Maritime Zone, Huayuan Road is an area where only people with heads and faces can live in.

The Siwen Zhai where Mai Fan is going is located on the edge of the French Concession on the border with ordinary people.

The bookstore is large and the windows are bright.

The owner is a scholar in a long shirt.

The bookstore sells books in both the Chinese and Western, and if you are in a hurry, you can also buy original English and foreign language professional books.

Because of the rich variety, this Siwen Zhai has a good business.

Every time Mai Fan gets out of school, he has to pass by the door of this study and go in to see the latest pictorials.

After coming and going, this became another place for him to spend his time.

The sunny corner of Siwen Zhai was opened up by the owner of this shop to open up a reading area.

In the area, there is an English-style dining table and a sofa with a faux leather upholstery.

Floor-to-ceiling windows, a pergola outside, and a Western-style afternoon tea.

Mai Fan's favorite thing to do is to invite a young woman who is interested in literature to the Siwen Zhai and invite her to taste the most famous Earl Grey black tea and brioche bread here.

Talking about life and ideals with each other in the afterglow of the sunset made the female classmate have a great change in his opinion of him...... I also sighed at his erudition and literary style.

Of course, it costs a lot of money to pick up a girl.

Before leaving, Mai Fan will definitely buy a small poetry book with few pages but enough to be beautiful in the study, plus afternoon tea and fine snacks......

Mai Fan would spend a silver dollar or two in this meditation book for an afternoon.

It is precisely because Mai Fan is their big customer that Mai Fan is also familiar with this gentleman with gold-rimmed glasses.

Sometimes when he is bored, Mai Fan will rush early and chat with Mr. Ji when he is tidying up the bookshelves and preparing for the opening...... There are troubles about the 'girls'.

Now, Mai Fan wants to go over and talk to this Mr. Ji...... Words more important than 'girl'.

'Jingle ......'

Mai Fan, who got out of the car, pushed open the door of Wensi's study, and the boss standing in front of the bookshelf turned his head to look at Mai Fan, and continued to work on his own affairs.

Mai Fan found his usual seat, found a glass, poured a glass of boiling water for himself from the thermos, and opened his mouth hesitantly:

"Mr. Ji, I'm troubled again. ”

Mr. Ji casually accosted: "Is it because of that classmate named Lan Mengyao?"

Mai Fan sighed: "Isn't it her?" You say, women nowadays, don't you want to be so vicious, you can learn to harm people at a young age." ”

Mr. Ji was a little puzzled and turned his head to look at Mai Fan.

saw Mai Fan take a gun and shake it, and when he didn't react, he stuffed it into his arms again: "See, in order to mess with me, you got me a real guy." ”

When Mr. Ji saw this, he felt that it was a little serious.

He put down the book and walked to the opposite side of Mai Fan, and helped his glasses: "Where did this come from?"

"Even if you are deceived by a woman, you can't try to retaliate with a murder weapon. ”

Mai Fan was aggrieved and defended himself: "Mr. Ji, I didn't find this gun. ”

"This gun, it's still that female classmate...... Personally handed it to me. ”

"It's for the sake of harming me, so that I can't go back. ”

Huh? How is it?

Mr. Ji looked panicked, sat opposite Mai Fan, and listened to the young master tell him an unbelievable task.

......

Then, this Mr. Ji anxiously persuaded: "Oh, Young Master Mai, you must not wade into this troubled water." ”

"You have to be a student in a down-to-earth manner, study hard, and have such a big family business as Old Man Mai, but you are counting on the young master to inherit it. ”

"Why should Young Master Mai get involved in something he doesn't want to do?"

"Such a woman, Young Master Mai should not have any more dealings with her in the future. ”